Sometimes she heard things like this. You're so pretty. You deserve better than this, was a common one, but usually it was just from married men that wanted to put her up in a condo somewhere in the City and keep her all neat and pretty until wifey and the kids went away and they had time to play.
She was jaded. Yes, she was. This job had done it to her, and she had to look at anyone who declared something like that with a little bit of skepticism, just for survival.
"By chance you wouldn't be married, would you Max?"